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I'm a writer, living in Bristol in the UK. I've had a handful of short stories published but I'm still working on that Holy Grail for fiction writers- securing a literary agent. So, if you're an agent or have an Auntie, Uncle, second cousin, best friend who is one...

I think that I may know this particular troll, if so he is a grand old chap, as long as you don’t mention that he smells dreadfully. Problem is that he has no teeth and so only eats snails cooked in Old Peculiar. 😋😋😋

“In the darkness, the creature holds its breath.” Whoomp! You got me by the scruff of the neck at that point, after all of that lovely, innocent back-and-forth between the two!
Beautiful dialogue and characterization.
I LOVE this story.

Exciting and scary. Just how I like my stories. I see this ending with either two very frightened but wiser people or a troll with a nice, full belly. (Is it bad that I’m sort of rooting for the troll? I mean, they have to eat too, right?)

Another great read. I think Sarah will agree to go to in, but hang back, and run away at the last minute, leaving her brother to his fate, because there’s chocolate cake at home and she wants all of it 🙂